I Look For Poetry In English Because

His Blood Is Black And Boiling Hot, He Gurgles Ghastly Groans. He'll Cook You In His Dinner Pot, Your Skin, Your Flesh, Your Bones.

I Accept Challenges, I Have Always Done That In Writing.

Frankly, Writing Poetry For Children Is Plain Old Fun, And I Consider Myself Blessed To Have Such A Delightful Career.

In Masks And Gown We Haunt The Street And Knock On Doors For Trick Or Treat Tonight We Are The King And Queen, For Oh Tonight It's Halloween!

Then I Decided To Draw From And On My Own Imagination, And Everything Came Out Perfect.